So many days life is rough after my injury. Sometimes walking is a struggle, standing creates such horrible pain, thinking sometimes is obsolete, and trying to remember that is the worst. But then i think about all the things the Lord had to go through for me like being betrayed by one of his dearest love, beat in the back with a wipe until he was near death, they mocked him and put him in a scarlett robe, and thrones on his head, He was spit on and slapped in his face, He had to carry his on cross, betrayed by his disciples (most of them), not to mention his phycologiscal and spiitual angish. When I think of these things I stop and remember he never complained one time and that was he loved me so much that he was willing to do anything he had to to save my soul. Is’he not great, holy, wonderful, loving, and MY LORD and SAVIOR!